The Perils of the Web

[TheblueNwhite]

WTF waraa!

You better take it down before the regime finds out and decides to kick you out.

[WiglessBidaar]

I don't follow. Is that photo off limits? I thought nudity was the problem.

That's the nature of the pics my wife likes to post. I need your counsel my brother in sin.

[TheblueNwhite]

I suspect that It might be off limits for many.

Horta is your wife Somali? if yes, post her nekked pics on Craigslist. Payback is biatch ku dheh markey iswaasho.

[WiglessBidaar]

War niyo, what does the woman's ethnicity have to do with Craigslist? Do they have a special web page for Somali Qarxis? Funny.

Your counsel would rob me not only of my compromised dignity, but of my bedtime companion, my cook and my laundrist. Just so I can exact revenge? Fuhgeddaboutit.

I need someone with matrimonial experience. A bomb defusor, not an arsonist. You want to light matches in a dry forest miyaa? Bosh!

[TheblueNwhite]

aight, lets try again shall we. Horta what's done is done, thus let bygones be bygones waraa. Have a talk with her and let her know how you feel about having your half nekked pics circulating on WWW. There I said it, sit down and talk to her.
Communicate with your wife if you want to keep her.

[WiglessBidaar]

Don't you think I've tried diplomacy my old china? Twice I've asked her to consider my career. If this continues, I fear I might lose control and in a fit of rage bring down my dacas on the the woman's head.

But Wallahi I'm scared that her brothers will kick my head in. I'm not as fit as I was twenty years go. Then I could have tackled these jaad stained inlaws all at once and sat on their heads like only a bidaarle can. But twenty years ago these guys were not even born. They have youth and I have wisdom, but we all know that in the horn-lockin', sword-clashin', forest-shakin' combat for gladitorial supremacy muscle outdoes wrinkles every time. What shall I do?

[TheblueNwhite]

Hire ciyaal fay cali to take care of the brothers. Give the hired men instructions on how far you want the brothers to be man handled.

Seriously, why is she acting out like that? did you come home with lipstick on your collar recently?
Waraa Ilaah ka cabso beenta jooji.

[WiglessBidaar]

Waraa let me schoolmaster you in the marital game. You have been with a woman for some years. You have barefoot chillun. You think more of home bills than you do of boobies to the point where you are not afraid to let a smelly one rip under the bed sheets. Subxanallah. Can you imagine making such noises with your anus on the first date? So as day chases day and as your dream babe morphs into a housewife up springs an idea: Let's spice it up.

I don't sweat only about the semi-nude photography. The rest are not much better. In one of them I can be seen wolfing down a tasty bacon sandwich with ketchup running out of it. In yet another I may be seen lighting scented candles of pink with a nervous smile as wide as a prostitute's legs. In others still I am snapped looking at websites the clerics told me not to.

This stuff is not good for my cred.

[TheblueNwhite]

LOL.
I wonder how do you plan on getting yourself out of this one?

You're certainly right about one thing though, I'm no marriage counsellor by any stretch of the imagination. Marka I will let the happily married guys take on the challenge of solving this conundrum.

Good luck Wiggly.

[WiglessBidaar]

What really ticks me off and pokes a finger in my eye is that I've never really photographed well. I know that every son of Adam has an inferiority complex of various sizes, but mine isn’t a complex ninyahow - it’s a cathedral.

It's only recently that I've been confident enough to shed my blonde wig.

I'm not a violent man, laakin desperate times call for desperate ...

Trouble is, the Kufaar take wife battering seriously in my neck of the woods and if I so much as dharbaaxo madaxa kasaaro, to prison I will go. What kind of place is that my little rabbit?

[WiglessBidaar]

Has anyone suffered this mishap? War hooyoy, I'm afraid for my life.

[HELWAA]

ninkan been badana.

[WiglessBidaar]

Helwaa my cherry pie, walwal iyo walaac baa wadnaha iga dhacay so don't make me slit my wrist. It's bad enough that I can't have your tender breast between my lips, but mockery is really piling on the blues.

Tell me sister, how do I straighten the crooked timber of the gentle sex?

[Candience]

You are good for entertainment.

[WiglessBidaar]

Have no laugh at my expense woman.

To whom will I go for a tumble in the hay when she bails on me and I have to change the children's stinking nappy and no babe will touch an old timer with a double dose of arthritis and dementia?

Please sister, you must help me.